It's been very hectic this first week of school. My crush goes to a different School and I don't know if I should let him go. I don't think I'll ever really get over him because he was my first love. No one compared to him really. When my friends would try to get me to forget about him I would just compare him with all the other guys. He's the stars to my moon. He completed me but now I'm accepting that he would want me to move on. He'll always be the only person I say I love you too. He was the Scott to my Allison. I loved him so fucking much I couldn't breathe without him. He made me feel the best. This is to you, my first love.